THE COUNTRYSIDE BARNS

‘This route will take you to my farmhouse.’ Diana pointed towards the rough muddy road that lay across the highway. I turned my car and drove in her pointed direction. She had been visiting her farm twice in a year, and today, we were feeling lucky to be there together. I had never been there before, of course, I love the fresh country air and the farms, but my university projects and academic sessions kept me hanging in Sydney. Diana’s father own about eight thousand square yards of farm. The road lay in between the open field having a variety of large and tiny bouncy speed bumps, of course, they were stones and uneven land caused by erosion. The trees at far distances seemed marching with us- miles away as we moved on.

We had left early morning and slowly the sun began to bake. Yes, it was summer and our vacation had just started. The sky was clear, and few patches of snow like clouds had partially eaten up the sky. The road brought us to her horse barn. It was the beginning of her father’s owned territory. We entered in the wooden fencing. ‘The trees have grown taller and fruits have ripen.’ She told me as I felt the air as good as it should be. We halted for half an hour in the horse barn. Australian fields have nature’s abundance with variety of trees, fruits, flowers and cattles.Cattle play one of the most important role for subsequently practiced organic farming. Cows, sheep and horses have widely populated the fields, in addition to dairy farms, those are one of the most crucial part in organic farming. Agriculture and dairy farming is one of the widely practiced occupation here. We spent some time grazing the cattle, and thus I acknowledged each animal’s favorite cuisine. Among all the cattles, horses were clam but seemed adventurous. As we all have read stories of prince and princess who rode horse, it had become a royal animal. There are several species in them and the most superior one cost as good as a luxury car. Diana told me that she have made special insurance of all the cattles and the crops. A good recovery amount can be gained if in case of their death.Then we drove ahead, and a variety of flowers caught my attention. It was like a bed of floral fantasies. Now, the sun had baked enough and it was noon. We reached at her farmhouse, equipped with vintage wooden interior. We had our lunch and then walked in the pleasant shadows of trees and then sat near a well. I was scared of falling into it and so rested on a large stone. She had excellent irrigation system that keeps soil moisturized and good natural fertilizers helps to grow more crops. I was wondering, how great is life here, living in the arms of nature.The day has passed away and we set a campfire in front of her porch. Her father loved ghost stories and we were indulged in it, as he told us some, those he remembered. We were more excited and could feel the goosebumps. After every story, I added a pile of wood and kerosene in the campfire as I wished for this endless night. After few minutes Diana wanted to relieve herself, but the ghost stories has scared her in such a way that she asked me to come along with her till the door. I laughed at her, she was behaving like a child. The darkness was scary as good as horror movies, and whenever I look towards the other room, I thought as if someone was sitting there. There were many scary experiences we went through that night. The shadows on the wall in the light of candles was one of the most frightening one.

We had fun and thrill till the late night and then gradually we slept.

Next morning was clam and pleasant. There was no fear in our mind, and we laughed at ourselves. But, after the night experience I drew one conclusion. The little we fear, the more it increases with the time. So we should not allow fear to enter our mind. Not even a little bit. Then after, we left towards our home. My mind wasn't ready to leave and I felt to spend more time there. It was the most wonderful time I have ever spent after a long period. I wish to visit her barn again.